Oh joy, another drizzly, dull weekend. We decided to go out anyway today, partly because the Sigmonster is currently back with us after its latest trip to Sigma for repair, and we wanted to check if it really was repaired (SPOILER ALERT - it isn't. It's still underexposing by a full stop at max zoom, so we'll be sending it off again for the third/fourth time (I've lost track) and hopefully this time it will go to Japan for a proper seeing-to).
BUT before that happened, while I was in the front room messing about playing PC games and waiting for Rob to get ready, he came rushing in, said 'Fox cubs', and grabbed his camera bag. I grabbed my camera bag and followed him into the bedroom, where we opened the windows for a better view of what was going on in the back garden.
We went to Elmley after that, arriving after 5pm under skies that were just as overcast as earlier, and began the usual slow trundle down the access track.
We walked a short distance down the path into the reserve. I showed Rob where we'd seen Short-eared Owls on the recent RSPB visit, and he took my binoculars from me and immediately found a Shortie of his own. Then a second appeared, a little closer, but both stayed very distant. Still, they provided good subjects for Sigmonster practice, and it was lovely to watch them whirling, wafting and hovering over the rough grassland. After about 20 minutes both had either gone to ground or flown too far for us to see them, and we turned back.